This is a song about "Rap battles talkin shit"

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

We #sell #that #dope #shit on the grind, and we ain't talkin' 'bout dealers,

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Pissed that my battles are full of real shit

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Niggas stay talkin shit fukk that bitch ripped 50 at em

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Let's pretend that we're just talkin' 'bout the usual shit,

Fake punk, talkin all that shit, you ain't rough

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

How bout we blow this bit

If a nigga talkin shit

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

I know the world been waiting for that